Everyone likes to imagine Maura as the sexually expressive and sexually bold one (myself included), but for this little story, let's imagine she's a bit less experienced and a bit less naughty in the bedroom. Hopefully you'll enjoy the circumstance as much as I do.

The two women stood on opposite sides of Maura's desk, smiling at each other. Once again, their flirtation had interrupted a work related conversation. "Where would you like to eat tonight?"

Ever since the two of them had taken the leap into a sexual and romantic relationship a month ago, the tension at work had somehow quadrupled.

"Well…" Jane sat on the corner of the desk and Maura lowered herself into her chair. "Why don't I take you out somewhere?"

Jane loved the look she had known she would get in response to this statement. She would do anything to get Maura to look at her like that. "That sounds lovely, Jane. Where are we going?"

"I'll surprise you."

"I see. How shall I dress?"

"How you always do. Really, Maura? Have you ever been dressed inappropriately in your life?" Jane rolled her eyes and shook her head.

Maura's head tilted to the right as she genuinely considered the inquiry. "I'm sure I have. There was one time I went to a party in high school…"

"Rhetorical, Maur. It was a rhetorical question."

"Oh. You love rhetorical questions, Jane. Dare I say, a bit too much."

Jane stood up and stepped in front of Maura. Bending at the hips, she pecked Maura's mouth lightly. "I do love the way you purse your lips and crinkle your nose when you're confused." Another soft peck. "So, I guess I make sure to throw them at ya quite often."

Jane knew Maura was putty in her hands as soon as a little physicality was introduced, and she couldn't help herself. Maura whimpered as Jane traced her tongue along her bottom lip and grazed both of her nipples through her silk shirt and bra with the knuckles of her index fingers. "Jaaaannnneeee. We're at work."

"We're always at work." Jane had wanted to push these boundaries since they had become intimate, and for no reason in particular, it seemed like the perfect time.

Her hands met at the top button of Maura's blouse, and her fingers got to work, undoing one button at a time. Presumptuous was an understatement, but based on the last month, Maura needed a little shove when it came to letting herself go.

"Jane. We really shouldn't." Maura attempted to correct her posture, and discourage Jane, but she was conflicted and her body language betrayed her.

"I know. I just want to look for a minute. I finally don't have to behave myself when I see you looking so sexy behind your desk."

"I don't know, Jane." She shifted slightly, but did nothing to stop Jane.

"Pretty please. The door is locked and it's the end of the day." At this point, Jane had all of the buttons undone and was parting Maura's blouse. "It's so hard looking at you all day, and not touching you."

Maura's eyes involuntarily closed and her head rolled to the side, as Jane undid the front clasp on her bra. As if they were in the privacy of one of their homes, Jane played with Maura's excited breasts. She kneaded, twisted, pinched, and finally licked and sucked, causing Maura to melt into her chair and involuntarily spread her legs.

Jane knew that if her momentum were interrupted, Maura would reassert boundaries, and insist they stop, so, she just continued to fondle Maura for a few moments, priming her for the next move. When Maura inched her thighs a little farther apart, Jane saw her opportunity. She caught Maura's mouth and kissed her—this time with a lot of tongue. As Maura moaned into her mouth, bringing her own tongue into the mix, she tangled her fingers into Jane's curly locks.

Maura's will continued to weaken, and Jane began to inch Maura's skirt up Maura's thighs. Her hands whispered over creamy skin as she pushed the fabric higher and higher. The cold air on Maura's now semi exposed, panty-clad core alerted her to the situation and she talked into their kisses. "Jane. This is very, very naughty."

Jane trailed one hand all the way up Maura's inner thigh and paused at the juncture of Maura's inner thigh and center. She traced along the line of the dark grey silk she was met with, and replied. "You think?" She was only getting started and was thrilled that Maura didn't seem to want to stop. The tip of her index finger dipped under the fabric and she stroked the silky skin of Maura's outer pussy lips. "I can be much naughtier." Lightly, she tickled the flesh there.

"It's not even close to naughty enough." Her middle finger and ring finger joined her index and she turned her hand so the backs of her fingers could explore Maura's pussy under the fabric of her panties.

"God, Jane."

Jane detached from Maura's mouth and removed her hand. Maura watched Jane, as she tugged at the panties, and pulled them down Maura's legs, leaving Maura exposed with just her skirt gathered around her hips.

Maura Isles was sitting behind her desk with her shirt and bra open—hard, dusky nipples, longing for attention. She was completely naked from the hips down and no matter how powerful her brain, there was no talking her aching sex down.

Jane smiled as she glared at Maura. She then sat back on her feet, bent forward and licked Maura with determination and desire.

"Oh my gooooddddd." Maura was terrified, but the pleasure of Jane's mouth and the sight of Jane licking her out was too incredible to push away. "Jane."

"Mmmm." Jane groaned against Maura's pussy as she lapped at her dripping center. She regained eye contact with Maura as she licked her from her taint to her pulsing clit, again and again. Maura's body began to quake as her orgasm lurked-just movements away, and Jane heeded the cue. Stopping her mouth's movements, she maintained eye contact with Maura, and brought two fingers to Maura's thrumming entrance. Maura leaned forward a bit and motioned for Jane to kiss her before impaling her. They kissed briefly, and then Jane pulled back.

"Is this still too naughty, Maura?"

"Sssshhh. Jane." Even though her body was completely overcome with pleasure, she was still worried anyone left in the building might hear them.

"Relax, Maura. Just enjoy." She gripped the back of Maura's neck with her other hand and pulled Maura into a more curled position, so she could watch Jane's fingers push into her. "Watch, feel, and enjoy, Maura." Jane slid her two fingers into Maura's needy channel

"Oh, Jane." Maura's hips rose to meet Jane's slow movements. She watched hungrily as Jane's fingers, covered with her juices, moved in and out of her.

Jane looked up at Maura who was completely engrossed in the sight of her own pussy being penetrated. Jane smiled and returned her attention to Maura's center. Motivated by both the knowledge that Maura was getting off watching herself be fucked, and by the sheer desire to make Maura cum, Jane added a third finger. Slowly she pushed her way in, stretching Maura as she pushed deeper and deeper.

Maura hissed in pleasure and pushed her back harder against her chair. Jane repeated her movement, but this time curled her fingers forward slightly, teasing Maura's g-spot with a soft touch. Maura couldn't help it. She clutched the arms of her chair and brought her feet up to her sides, against her hips-the desperation of her movement causing her heels to drop to the floor. "Oh my…oh Jane."

Balanced again, she released the arms of the chair and grabbed her own breasts. She massaged them roughly, bringing herself closer and closer to the intensity preparing to surge through her body.

"Mmmm…yes, Maura. That's so hot." Maura's eyes rose to Jane's and she smiled before she looked down at her hands playing with her breasts. As she lifted her gaze back up, she increased the strength of her motions and then pulled at her nipples. Again, she smiled saucily at Jane.

"Shit. Yes, Maura." Maura's attention returned to Jane's fingers that were now pounding into her.

"Jane. I'm so close. It's right there." Her voice was desperate. The two women watched as Maura's arousal dripped down her ass crack, onto the fabric of the chair.

"Fuck." Overwhelmed by everything happening, Jane pushed a little further. "You should rub your clit, baby." Maura's eyes returned to Jane's in question.

"Yeah?" It was so sincere. Jane could tell she was comfortable enough to do it, but still feeling slightly shy.

"Yes. Please. You're so sexy." Jane punctuated her claim with a quick, but very wet kiss.

Maura pulled away from the kiss and thought for a moment before nodding to herself and moving a hand between her legs. This whole situation was driving Jane crazy. Maura was letting down boundaries and they were fucking in the office Jane had imagined fucking Maura in for years. Above all, Maura was perfect right now. Poised, but a bit out of control, confident, but wanting. One of her hands was still tugging at her nipples…twisting…pulling. With her other hand, she was sliding her middle finger up and down her furrow.

Without warning, she crested. "Oh my god, Jane. Oh my god." Her orgasm coursed through her, and she didn't pause her movements. "Yes, Jane!" She rubbed and rubbed and Jane thrust and thrust. They drew the orgasm out together, until Maura dropped her hand away.

Jane slid in and out gently a few more times, before finally completely withdrawing. Jane got up high on her knees and kissed dipped her head so she could kiss Maura, whose head was tilted forward. Jane wasn't sure if Maura was just spent, or maybe slightly embarrassed at her delicious behavior just moments before.

As their kiss ended, Jane was the first to speak. "That was easily the sexiest thing I've ever seen." Maura smiled against her mouth before pulling her into a hug.

As she clutched at Jane's blazer, she mumbled, "Yeah?"

Jane knew she needed to look Maura in the eyes for the answer to that question. She pulled back and stared directly into Maura's eyes. "Absolutely, Maura. You were gorgeous and so sexy."

The slight fear that remained on Maura's face, melted away and a soft smile formed. She blushed a bit. "Jane."

One of Jane's hands cupped Maura's face. "I'm not sure I'll ever be able to concentrate on anything else ever again." She scanned from Maura's face, to her chest, and to between her legs. "You're fuckin delicious."

Normally, Maura would've moved to cover herself, but right now, Jane was making her feel like a goddess. She was sitting in her office chair, completely naked, except for the skirt bunched around her waist. Her hair was a mess, and she was sure she looked as worn as she felt.

"You make me feel so sexy, Jane."

"Good, because you're stunning."

"I'm so lucky to have you, Jane."

"Nooooooo." Jane rose to her feet. "I'm the lucky one." She grabbed Maura's hands and helped her onto her feet. "Let's get you dressed and grab something to eat." She rested her hands on Maura's hips and kissed Maura one more time.

She then gathered Maura's clothing from the pile on the floor and helped Maura into them. Maura had come to learn that Jane loved redressing her after they were intimate. It was her non-cuddling version of holding her—making sure she felt loved and appreciated.

"I really love this color on you." Jane spoke as she buttoned Maura up and then tucked Maura's blouse into her skirt. Maura's heart filled with so much love and Jane continued her movements. Jane noticed things like that?

"You look beautiful in all colors, but something about this blue makes your eyes even more gold than others." She held out Maura's panties, for her to step into. Maura placed a hand on Jane's shoulder as she stepped into them. Jane pulled them up under her skirt and then straightened out her skirt. "It's a little wrinkly. Sorry."

After helping Maura into her heels, she moved her attention to Maura's hair. Gently, she brushed some misplaced hairs behind one of Maura's ears.

The measure of affection Maura was experiencing was threatening to steal all her strength. The way Jane loved her and wanted to take care of her was not like anything she'd ever felt before.

"Good as new." Jane said—smiling. "Though I did love that look a few moments ago."

Maura giggled and lightly slapped Jane's shoulder. "You're so naughty, Jane."

"I can't help it with you, Maur." She looked Maura up and down. "You literally drive me wild." She slid one hand behind Maura and grabbed an ass cheek and squeezed. "You're always so together, so seeing you unhinged…mmmm…it's amazing."

Jane released her and began to gather her things. "Let's get out of here and just grab a quick dinner tonight."

"Okay. I'm starving."

"Me too."

The two women had a wonderful dinner. Smiling, flirting, and giggling. As they drove back to Maura's house, Maura's voice cut through the blissful silence. "I liked it."

"Dinner?"

"No." Maura cleared her throat nervously. She ran her flattened palms over her lap and continued, "Well, I liked dinner, but what I meant was…I liked being naughty for you." She turned her head to look inquisitively at Jane.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. It was…" There were so many ways to describe how she felt in those moments, and yet, all of the words evaded her. "It was …" She closed her eyes and let her mind wander to the very fresh memories. "Liberating. Invigorating. Enrapturing. Encouraging…"

Before Maura got lost in her internal thesaurus, Jane jumped in. "Does that mean you'll open up more?"

"How do you mean?"

"Well, is there anything you've maybe fantasized about that you'd want to try?"

"I don't know." She was lying. "I mean yes." Her voice was getting shy again, so Jane moved her hand to her thigh and squeezed softly.

"There's no pressure." Jane turned into the driveway and put the car in park. "Let's take it as it comes?"

"That sounds good, Jane."

After two more glasses of wine for Maura and three beers for Jane, the women sat, bodies tangled together. Eventually, their arousal toppled over again, and they began to kiss, touch…

Their kissing deepened, and Jane's weight shifted forward, as she gently guided Maura onto her back. As they continued to kiss for about ten minutes, their bodies moved against each other. Maura began to moan and they rolled against each other. Maura's hands moved under the back of Jane's shirt and she reveled in the feminine softness she felt there. Jane was the perfect balance of fit and feminine and Maura's hands could never touch enough at once.

"Mmmm. Should we go to the bedroom?"

"Sure, but maybe you could tell me one of your fantasies first?"

Maura's body went a little rigid and Jane could tell her nerves were creeping in. In order to assuage Maura's fears, Jane peppered light kisses along Maura's jaw, down her neck and then up the opposite side. Maura loosened slightly. "Would it help if I told you one of mine?" Kiss. "Not to do instead of yours, but to make you feel less awkward?" She scraped her teeth along Maura's neck.

"Ohhh…mm. Yes, please."

Jane snaked a hand up Maura's shirt, where she fondled Maura over her bra. "I've always thought about how much I want to…" She paused and kneaded the perky breast.

"Mmmm…" She pushed Maura's shirt up, uncovering her stomach, which is kissed. Maura was lost in the sensations Jane was sending through her body. "I've often thought about tying you up."

"You have?"

"Yes. Tying you up and playing with you for hours." She moved up and kissed Maura before slipping her hand between them and up Maura's skirt. She rubbed Maura's entire core—pressing slightly into Maura's hole over her panties.

"Oh, Jane."

"I'd torture you. Bring you to the brink over and over again." She pushed harder against the clenched entrance. "I'd also just watch you. I'd watch your body beg me to make you cum." She removed her hand and just let it rest on Maura's pubic bone, while she waited for Maura to realize she had stopped.

"Jane?"

She inched up and kissed Maura's mouth. "This is about you, Maura. Tell me one of your fantasies."

"But I really like yours."

"Oh, we can absolutely do mine another time, if you'd be up for it. Right now, though, I want to make your fantasies come to life."

"You're going to make fun of me."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"If it involves me being naked with you and/or touching you at all, I am open to it. I promise." Jane looked up at a reluctant Maura. "C'mon Maura. It's me."

"Okay. Okay, but don't get mad either." She moved her mouth closer to Jane's ear and whispered, "I've always fantasized about you…" She giggled nervously. "Fucking me while you're wearing your uniform."

Jane pulled back. "Really?"

Before she lost her nerve, Maura blurted out, "with a strap on."

Jane's eyes lit up, but she remained silent. She wasn't upset. No, no. She was beyond turned on. Her mind was on overdrive and her body was attempting to quell its throbbing need.

"I knew it was stupid." Maura was already regretting her admission. She'd actually had the fantasy hundreds of time since she first saw Jane in her uniform. She never imagined she would say it out loud, though. And now, she had made Jane feel like all those stupid men who were turned on by the whole "female cop" thing.

Maura attempted to sit up and disengage from Jane, which snapped Jane out of her lascivious stuper.

"No way, Maura. It's not stupid at all." She made sure to look directly at Maura's eyes as she continued.

"It's stupid hot is what it is. I'm just surprised." Maura remained quiet. "Pleasantly surprised! I'm sorry for the momentary silence. I'm so fuckin turned on by you fantasizing about that. You have no idea."

Maura relaxed under Jane. "You are?"

"Totally. I'm also 100% into it."

"Really?"

"Yes, Maura! Oh my god, yes." Jane had spent endless hours lost in the thought of "apprehending" Maura. Sure, her uniform may not have been part of it, but this could definitely work. Plus, knowing that it turned Maura on was more than enough.

"Do I have a uniform here? Do you have a strap on?" There was no need to hide her enthusiasm.

"I bought one in a moment of bravery last week, but haven't even opened it." Jane quirked her eyebrows in reaction and Maura giggled. "Unfortunately, you don't have a uniform here."

"Damn. Well, another night then. Maybe it would be best if I surprised you with that one."

"Mmm. I love that idea."

"Me too." Jane returned her attention to Maura's body—kissing her breasts over her clothing and now rubbing her core over her panties.

"Jane, you're so good to me."

Between kisses, Jane responded, "You're so good to me Maura, and I'm so lucky to have you. To have this." Jane looked up at Maura before lifting herself to once again kiss Maura's mouth.

"I'm not really ready to be tied up tonight, but I want to fulfill one of your other fantasies, Jane."

"We don't have to, Maur. I don't want you to feel like I'm thrill seeking, or anything."

"I know that's not what it is. I definitely know that."

"Good."

"So, tell me one of your most frequent ones."

Jane moved back and looked at Maura. "Yeah?"

"Yes, Jane." Jane's hand between Maura's legs began moving again, and Maura's hips rolled to keep rhythm. "Mmmm. Tell me, Jane." Maura's voice and demeanor were gaining confidence, demonstrating to Jane that Maura wasn't just acquiescing.

"Mmmm. I want to watch you masturbate." She once again applied pressure to Maura's entrance over the silk of her panties.

"Oh, Jane…" Maura's body clamped down—wanting so badly to be filled again. "Like earlier?"

"No." More pressure. "I want you to make yourself cum while I watch."

"With my fingers?"

"However you usually make yourself cum."

Jane's movements became more precise and it was obvious Maura was beginning to step closer to the edge.

"Ooohhh. Okay."

Jane smiled and then stopped. She didn't want to make Maura cum. She wanted to save it all for Maura's own hands.

"Yeesssss. Let's go." She pulled Maura's clothes into place and then stood up, ready to head to the bedroom. Maura was quick to stand, as well, but she walked around Jane and shoved Jane back toward the couch-forcing a chuckle from Jane.

Smiling down at Jane, she commanded, "Give me a few moments. Five minutes, actually. Then you can join me."

"Yes, Ma'am." Jane saluted and slapped Maura's ass as she walked away.

Maura turned. "Remember, Jane. This is for you. I want you to tell me anything you want throughout. Unless you say otherwise, I'm just going to focus on making myself scream."

A seismic wave of arousal ran through Jane as she nodded. "You're the best, baby."

It was the longest five minutes of Jane's life, but somehow she managed to get through the 300 seconds.

When she peaked her head into Maura's bedroom, Maura was lying in bed, with a sheet covering her from her hips down. She was in one of her very feminine, and very sexy nightgowns, which was suggestive, yet elegant.

Maura had lit a few candles, and there was some soft music playing. Her eyes flashed to Jane's.

Jane couldn't help but smile, as she walked to the other side of the bed, where she settled on her side, next to Maura.

"I feel a little silly."

"Don't feel silly. You look amazing and are the best girlfriend in the world. Also, if you want to stop, please do. You know I'd never want to force you to do something."

"I know, Jane. I'm going to keep the sheet like this for now if that's okay."

"Of course."

Again, Maura closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She then slid both of her hands under the sheet and turned on the vibrator she had resting next to her thigh. One hand returned from under the sheet, but the other one went to work. Jane could tell when the vibrator made contact from the high pitched intake of breath that sounded from Maura's throat.

Within seconds, Maura's nipples were at full attention under the thin silk of her nightgown. "Mmmm…" Maura's little body was undulating against the vibrator. "Mmmm…" She rolled her head to the side and locked onto Jane's gaze.

This continued for a few moments, while Maura continued to build herself up. She just played with herself between her legs, as Jane licked her lips and took everything in. She was impossibly wet, but all she could think about was Maura's orgasm.

As Maura's pleasure mounted, Jane began to resent the sheet covering Maura. She kept hoping it would inch down, so she could at least see what Maura was doing between her legs.

Positive that Maura would be honest if she shouldn't, Jane slowly pulled the sheet off of Maura's body, exposing Maura's bare lower half. The feeling of being exposed caused further pleasure to move through Maura. She moaned as the cool air embraced her nudity. Her movements didn't slow, but her eyes closed, her head rolled back and she mumbled, "Oh, god."

Jane was no longer in complete control of herself. She stared intently at the vibrator pressing against Maura's sex. As Maura built up, she began to essentially hump the vibrator—stoking her pleasure. "Mmmm."

"You're so fuckin beautiful, Maura."

Feeling a bit braver, Maura used her non-busy hand to slide one of the straps of her nightgown off her shoulder—revealing a breast to Jane. The state of her nipple left no doubt as to her level of arousal.

"Fuck, Maura." Jane bowed forward and gingerly kissed Maura's puckered nipple. A familiar flush was extended across Maura's chest, up her neck and in her cheeks. Jane knew she was close.

"Mmmm…Jane." Maura's eyes opened and she looked over at Jane, who had shifted to her knees—her ass resting on her feet. Jane looked at Maura, and then slowly grabbed the bottom of Maura's nightgown. Slowly, she pulled the nightgown up Maura's body, revealing Maura's nakedness from her ribcage down. Finally, she had a full view of Maura's center. She then placed her hand on Maura's stomach—needing to just feel Maura under her hand, but not wanting to control the orgasm Maura was just seconds away from.

"Oh, Jane."

"I've thought about you like this so many times." Her gaze moved from Maura's sex, to her exposed breast and then to her eyes. "I always hoped you were at home doing this, thinking about me, while I was doing the same, thinking about you."

Momentarily unable to speak, Maura nodded.

"You're absolutely gorgeous, Maura. No one should be allowed to look this sexy making herself cum."

"Oh, Jane. Kiss me." The pitch of her voice fluctuated as she spoke—pleasure mounting.

Jane didn't respond. She simply leaned over Maura and licked both her bottom and top lip, before going in for a brief, yet highly charged kiss.

When she withdrew, Maura's movements sped up and her hips began to roll faster. Pleasuring herself in front of Jane like this was unlocking a new type of pleasure. She felt so sexy. "I'm going to cum, Jane." That was Jane's signal to pull back and watch Maura unravel.

Maura moved her hand to her naked breast and squeezed it—holding it like that. As her breath shortened, she alternated between squeezing it and kneading it roughly up into her body. Jane just watched in complete awe, and gently moved her hand along Maura's stomach.

Maura grunted as the sensation somehow magnified the pleasure building inside of her.

"Fuck. Oh, god. Oh, god." Her hips rose up and her hand stilled, keeping the vibrator pressed against her erect clit. Mostly frozen in pleasure, her hips could only move in tight circles against the buzzing. "Ohhhhh….ahhhh!" She came against the vibrator, and her vision went momentarily black.

The feeling of Jane reaching over her to grab the vibrator began to pull her from her stupor. As she began to regain her vision, Jane pulled her into a sitting position, and lifted her nightgown completely off.

Jane quickly stripped off her own clothes and then maneuvered Maura onto her stomach. She returned to Maura's side and then bent over Maura's shivering body-placing kisses from the base of her hairline down along her spine, to the top of her crack, and then all over each ass cheek. Maura's moans were peppered with giggles as Jane's lips both tickled and aroused her.

"Mmmm…Jane." Jane returned to her knees and reached between Maura's legs where she found copious moisture.

Sliding up and down for a few seconds, she couldn't take her eyes off Maura's little ass rising and falling for her. She pushed into Maura, and rather than remaining slow and sensual, she used a significant amount of her strength to slam in and out of Maura's wanting pussy.

"Yes, Jane." Maura had been shocked by the sudden movements, but the pleasure was well worth it.

"Yes, Jane." It was almost a chant. "Yes. Yes, Jane." Her body, never having fully recovered from her previous orgasm, was already so close to release. "God, Jane. I'm already there."

"Mmmm. Good." Jane hooked her fingers forward and caressed Maura's front wall, giving Maura the final push. Maura's body jerked and then locked down on Jane as she came. Literally stuck in place, Jane simply used her fingers to stroke Maura through her orgasm.

Moments later, Maura's body relaxed around Jane's soaked fingers and her muscles melted. She sunk further into the mattress as pure pleasure transformed into pure exhaustion. When Jane moved back to her side, she pulled Maura into her. Maura snuggled into Jane—practically purring.

"I've never felt anything this perfect." She mumbled into Jane's slightly sweaty chest.

"Me either, Maura." Jane whispered.